"Up to you." Nikulas turns to face his sparring partner. 
Nikulas flexed his right hand, and a blade came out under his hand. "I guess since our mission is stealth, a human would be easier to hide than a dragon, and I assume we will mostly be fighting humanoids." The blade dropped from Nikulas and hit the ground. The base of the blade was attached to a thin chain that ran up and disappeared up Nikulas's sleeve. Lightly pulling his arm back, the chain retracted, pulling the blade into his hand. Wielding the blade like a dagger in a forward grip, he assumed a fighting stance. His left hand placing his face mask, and pulling over his hood. "Fight." He said as a command both to himself, and his sparring partner.